Elijah Wood
Performer for Our Time
THE WAR
(1994)
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Review - The War (1994) |
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| The War is a species of
film released in the early 90’s with anti-war, anti-agression themes that
require movie-goers to commit to the view that the Vietnam War is a symbol
for war’s futility. It does this using a metaphor used often before—the
loss of innocence; in this case, a child’s. What complicates this film’s
approach is the child is not innocent. Stu Simmons is a struggling kid in
poverty’s grip fending for himself and family, while his war hero, post-trauma
stressed father is trying to find his sanity. Perhaps, the father, Stephen
Simmons is the innocent lost and visits it upon his family and, particularly
his son.
The film focuses on the need to put anger aside, forgive those who wrong you, compromise for the benefit of the community and move forward with the struggle for hope with joy in your heart. If it sounds like a sermon—it is. What makes this movie more preachy is Stu Simmons and his sister, Lidia's struggle to keep and defend a fort in a tree (a tree-house). On the surface, such stuff ranks with Lassie or My Friend Flicka, with a slightly more meaty homily and a different set of dirty-faced kids. Added to the message, in this message movie, is Lidia’s attempt to bring harmony and understanding between the races. The only thing missing is world peace. Despite this overblown capsule of Hallelujahs, The War succeeds admirably for three reasons—the focus on the relationship between Stu and his father; the continual development of Stu as a mirror image of his father, only a more adult version; and a fairly sound script, which only falters when it gets on its soap box and preaches. Any writer can tell you, "show—don’t tell." When the script tells us the themes, it sags. When we are shown, it shines. Fortunately, with the exception of the ending, these snippets of hallelujah are peppered throughout and absorbed by the incredible performance of Elijah Wood. That Elijah Wood carries this movie is undeniable. The viewer is captured by his skillful development of Stu Simmons and the final blossoming of the young adult. It’s much like David Copperfield's journey, only ignore the Dickensian sideshow. The father-son scenes generally work, Kevin Costner giving a competent performance with only one scene with the full depth of his ability. Lexi Randall’s performance as Lidia carefully blends her into her family image. You could pick her out as Stu Simmons' sister in a crowd. Unfortunately, as she has the voice overs, she get’s the pulpit and the more maudlin lines. LaToya Chisholm’s performance as her sarcastic black girlfriend, shines. Her timing, development and intonation are right on the money in all her scenes; and she dominates all her scenes. Mare Winningham as the mother, Lois, inhabits her role as the long suffering but supporting wife, admirably. But it is Elijah Wood’s force that allows us to like this movie, admiring his style, intelligence and facial expressions. There’s a Shakespearean caliber culmination scene, which rivets the viewer to the screen, much like being drawn into the vortex of the Water Tower, which figures prominently in a long list of visual symbols. Of course, when one is preaching, one knows the bottom line. After Elijah Wood delivers his forceful scene, the movie travels along predictable, if not entertaining, lines. The kiddie War is quite adult; and the denouement, the bitter-sweet happy ending, is easily forecast. After all, you can’t preach to the congregation with fire and brimstone without letting them leave without a benediction. The need to tie up all the various homilies in Lidia’s closing voice over and her little why life is a bowl of cherries essay, could have been left to Laura Engels. On the whole, The War is worthwhile as a showcase for Elijah Wood and is worthy of shelf space for his fans. His performance is a must for anyone who had only seen his later work in the Independants or in the massive Lord of the Rings. With an often solid script that has sometimes too much to say, this reviewer would award The War a solid B. |
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Edward C. Patterson
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Annie Graham, copy editor
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